Hiding within our eyes,
are mini rivers more
precious than caves
rich with veins of gold.
Sometimes it is
unnecessarily wasted
on the wrong person
or not shed at all for
the right people.
We bleed tears when
we aren't able to
comprehend the pain,
joy, misery, shock that
life may mix into our
finite days.
Whether it's floods spent after
Death inevitably snatches a
loved one or reuniting with them
after what seems like eons...
your tears are invaluable, they act
as an extension of your emotions.
Treasure them dearly.
©kingsley11
K